CSL Plasma

Lyrics

[Intro: Kasher Quon] (Keep that shit lowkey, Tae) Kasher Quon Let's go Alright, alright, alright You feel me? [Verse 1: Kasher Quon] Stu' in the crib, I'm talking wet through the headphones Nigga ran off, now his name on a tombstone Hit the road with some pills, you know I'm getting the blues gone Sleepin' on Kasher, wake up, what you snoozin' for? You know that card gon' decline, what you use it for? Never shot a gun, so why the fuck you carryin' it, bro? This bitch got some fire-ass pussy, I'ma marry this ho I only smoke exotics, I don't like Larry no more I guess that bitch went to shave, it ain't hairy no more So used to runnin' from the police, it ain't scary no more I'm in a Trackhawk, they ain't catchin' me And I just wastеd seven hundred on a Louis tee In thе strip club throwin' ones, smacking booty cheeks Dawg switched up for some fame, that's just how it be I can't give you no free sauce, ain't showin' you how to eat I can't give you no free feature, I get paid to speak You at your job complaining, ain't get a raise this week This bitch just said, "Can I hold twenty?" I get paid next week Don't need that petty twenty dollars back This a hundred dollars, just bring me some Backwoods back Quit lean, but I'll start again if they bring the Act' back Spent twenty-five hundred on a Louis backpack Gotta turn on my VPN, ain't tryna get tracked I'll never cheat on my bitch, ain't tryna get smacked [Verse 2: 10kKev & Kasher Quon] She amazed by the crib, she starin' at the fireplace Dawg say he swipe, but he workin' at the tire place I ain't pay forty for this crud, this a higher eighth I heard you wrote a statement, gave it up and they dismissed your case I find that shit fishy Paid fifteen hundred for my jeans, my socks was one sixty Unc' left a brick in the crib, I left that bitch empty (Gave my lil' dawg a quarter pounder, told him get with me) Copped another piece off my site, it say Bobby Whitney I just popped a bar ten minutes ago and it just hit me Damn, that shit got my head drowsy Just picked up the phone for a jugg, he said, "Howdy" [Verse 3: Kasher Quon] He ain't have a dollar for a 'Wood so he bought a loosey She ain't have a nice smooth ass, so she bought a booty My gamer tag hash Kasher Quon, I'm playin' Call of Duty I'll never steal a nigga wave, that shit kind of fruity My opp said he gon' kill me, well, come and do it I heard you fucked up in the crib goin' through it Plug just hit me with some 'bows, I'm finna run through it Counted up 20K in all dubs, I'm finna thumb through it [Verse 4: 10kKev] [?] iPhone 12s, all of 'em in the plastic I pay four thousand a month for my crib in Calabasas Just got done hittin' your bitch from the front with some passion He thought it was a bottle of some Percs, I gave him Aspirin [Verse 5: Kasher Quon] This bitch keep coughin' off the 'Wood, she got asthma Dawg was donatin' blood up at CSL Plasma I'm high off the weed, this shit fuckin' with my laughter You beat your bitch ass 'cause she fuckin' with big Kasher [Verse 6: 10kKev] Fucked that bitch thirty minutes ago, you hit after I got on Christian Loubs, but I'll still scam a pastor The Apple Pay, need a verification, I got past it 'Bout to stack up forty Jacksons, turn them bitches in on [?] Extendo mag hold fifty, it stand right under the [?] You would've think I had Covid the way I got these niggas sick Your man's in the dirt and I'm somewhere out of state Left that nigga in the street, the ambulance was too late [Verse 7: Kasher Quon] You finna get evicted, they gon' kick you out the place You ain't pay your rent, so you ain't got nowhere to stay Ran into an opp, but he ain't have shit to say I got ten on me now, but fifty in the bank (Keep that shit lowkey, Tae)